The quiet encounter and home-coming Ann Veronica and she had contemplated was entirely disorganized by this misadventure; there were no adequate explanations, and after they had settled things at Ann Veronica’s lodgings, they reached home in the early afternoon estranged and depressed, with headaches and the trumpet voice of the indomitable Kitty Brett still ringing in their ears. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. She would not let her move. You have somewhere to go to in London, I hope. It is an Occidental point of view. . She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. Yes, yes, there is no doubt about it. Drummond, who had been about to speak, refrained. " "Don't say so," cried Mrs.
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